86. The Auld Farmer’s New-Year-Morning Salutation to his Auld Mare, Maggie (Robert Burns Poems)
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
FRIEND of the Poet, tried and leal, Wha, wanting thee, might beg or steal; Alake, alake, the meikle deil Wi' ...
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
Little Cowboy, what have you heard, Up on the lonely rath's green mound? Only the plaintive yellow bird Sighing in ...
I thought it was the little bed I slept in long ago; A straight white curtain at the head, And ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease. But one such death remain'd to come; The ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
WHAT will I do gin my Hoggie die? My joy, my pride, my Hoggie! My only beast, I had nae ...
GUDEWIFE,I MIND it weel in early date, When I was bardless, young, and blate, An' first could thresh the barn, ...
SIR, o'er a gill I gat your card, I trow it made me proud; "See wha taks notice o' the ...
AFAR 1 the illustrious Exile roams, Whom kingdoms on this day should hail; An inmate in the casual shed, On ...
WHEN chill November's surly blast Made fields and forests bare, One ev'ning, as I wander'd forth Along the banks of ...
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
I 'But where do you go?' said the lady, while both sat under the yew, And her eyes were alive ...
My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white. White as ...
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